It has been in the 50s and 60s this past week in San Diego. That's cold enough that I have, admittedly, pulled out my boots and sweaters. But. I fully admit that it's not really cold. I mean, it can't snow. You can't get frostbite. There's no reason to wear Uggs or a down coat. I lived in Wisconsin for a year. Puh-lease.
This is my dog:
He is a siberian husky. People keep on telling me that he must be right at home in this freezing
San Diego weather. False. He is not at home in this weather. Because you know what they call this type of weather in Siberia? Summer.
OK, that last part might not be true. Also, we got him in Chula Vista, not in Siberia. But still.